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“Don’t go away, stay with me a little longer
and I will show you what is inside that gold box
you were so interested in.”
“What do you keep in the gold box? Is it an
animal? I thought I heard the beating of its heart
inside the box.”
“It is the beating of the heart of Time you
heard.”
“What is Time?” asked the goblin.
“I cannot tell you, nor can anybody else tell
you what Time means. They say it is made up
of three different things, the past, the present
and the future.”
“Do you always carry it about with you in that
gold box?”
“Yes, it never rests, it never sleeps, it never
ceases to repeat the same word in my ears.”
“Do you understand what it says?”
“Alas! only too well. It tells me every second,
every minute, every hour of the day and of the
night that I am getting older, and that I am going
to die. Tell me, little man, before you go, are
you afraid of Death?”
“Afraid of what?”
“Afraid of the day when the beating of your
heart will cease, the cogs and wheels of the whole
machinery fall to pieces, your thoughts stand
still, your life flicker out like the light of that
dim tallow candle on the table.”
“Who has put all that nonsense in your head?
Don’t listen to the voice inside the gold box with
its silly past, present and future, don’t you
understand that it all means the same thing! Don’t you
understand that somebody is making fun of you
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